“Bonget,” as I used to call him, had always portrayed this image of bravery growing up. I remember him very well as the child who always stood tall and the gentleman that put family first. We all respected his views and admired his way of life.

Four years ago, when he was first diagnosed with Cancer, I remember distinctly what he told me. He said, “Jack, I don’t want you to be sad nor pity me. If you want to help me, I need you to be strong. I need everyone around me to be strong, if I have any chance of beating this decease.” What an amazing mind set and what a beautiful person. He chose to spare us the agony by keeping the pain to himself. It’s funny that we sometimes grumble about our short comings but with Bong, all he did was live his life to the fullest, enjoying every bit with no complaints.

The last time I saw and talked to Bong was on October 13, 2008 during the debut of my daughter. It was a delightful sight to see him in full gear and most importantly, in high spirit. As we drove back home, we had a great discussion about how he is using himself as an example to others, by providing encouragement and hope to those with similar illness. He wanted very much to inspire others to live a fruitful life and embrace God’s word every step of the way. I knew then that Bong was ready for the next life because he had made his peace.

Bong was a great soldier of God. He was a great cousin and a dear friend to many of us. He was always the life of the party. No party or celebration was complete without the presence of “Porong.” I am sure that Bong would like us to treat this day as just another party where he is once again the Master of Ceremony. I can see him now hoisting a drink and telling everyone to be happy because he is finally on his way to meeting his Maker.

Here’s my final toast to a pain free and everlasting life. We love you Bong and you will forever remain in the playgrounds of our memories.